When we make love. It's hard to tell. If your dreamin' of me. Or someone else. That drunken kiss. Seems like a lie. Don't say it's forever. And then say goodbye.
Yeah, I am the super-eye. A blackened dream a golden eye. Trapped in a fantasy. A silent clown, a villain see. . Mongrels of pinball filth. Electric shrines to boogey tilt.
He who gets slapped and he who gets saved. He who brutalizes the timeless stage. He is the mongrel, he wants it all. He lives for relics, hang on the wall.
He who gets slapped and he who gets saved,. He who brutalizes the timeless stage.. He is the mongrel, he wants it all,. He lives for relics, hang on the wall..
I feel so good I feel so numb, yeah. . Yeah! Mud bath, acrobat, a midnight drive. Everybody's slippin', everybody survive. Radio talk show try to project.
I am the bad one. Distant and cruel one. I am the dream that. Keeps you running down. . With distraction. Violent reaction. Scars of my actions. Watch me running out.
See the famous lung girl. They call her, Helen Lyle. Life's a respirator when you got the sinner style. . She float out on the midway. She wrangle at the show.
This is a journey meant for your anxiety. This is a journey meant for your anxiety. This is a journey meant for your anxiety. This is a journey meant for your anxiety.
Electric black nite crash,. Hunger on your face,. Opium heat rash,. Suffocate this place,. . Well I see the sun,. Burning in your eye,. I see the sun,.
We've been goin', I've never been at ease. I met a gyspie girl and I took her on the track. The kinda girl walk, the driver don't talk. Tryin' bucks between them just to keep them alive.
I speak the truth. I dare not tell a lie. One child is in fits. The other child dies. Now the yellow bird sits upon her finger. The yellow bird a specter lost to linger.
Shriek the lips. Across a ragged tongue. Convulsing together. Sing violently. Move the jaw. Cry out loud. Bound up the dead. Triumphantly. . The ragged, they come.
Shriek the lips. Across a ragged tongue. Convulsing together. Sing violently. Move the jaw. Cry out loud. Bound up the dead. Triumphantly. . The ragged, they come.
Shriek the lips. Across a ragged tongue. Convulsing together. Sing violently. Move the jaw. Cry out loud. Bound up the dead. Triumphantly. . The ragged, they come.
Yeah,. Yeah,. . Midnight candy four cups of coffee,. I ate my breakfast with a side of eggs,. I saw something in the jungle,. Low in gear - black mudd on my legs,.
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(It has no motives, No limits, It can't hurt, Can it? See what it is.). . I tried to see the one that's free,. Now it's gone,. I tried to hear the one that's near,.
Reload. . Yeah. Time to die. Time to die. Time to die. Time to die. . Silhouetting, complicating. Whom to dare? I do not care. What is form and exploration.
Baby :. Gimme a B. Gimme a A. Gimme a B. Gimme a Y. . What's that spell?. What's that spell?. What's that spell?. . Cheerleader: Baby. . Earl had a baby.
Baby:. Gimme a B. Gimme a A. Gimme a B. Gimme a Y. . What's that spell?. What's that spell?. What's that spell?. . Cheerleader: Baby. . Earl had a baby.